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Cutting Onions
I was cutting onions and I liked it. It made me cry. It made me feel like I could feel. I really enjoyed tears streaming down my face. It cleared up some of the tension that I had. I am going to try cutting onions more often. I hope I can feel this good again. — read more
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Day, day, day, month
A poem caused a dead heart to smoulder, writer, speaker, who is bolder? in order to mould her, the mom who loves or the dad who would scold her? tell her to get up and fight, not give a shoulder? or comfort and hold her. I have realised as I have gotten older that beauty — read more
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Sightless Music
She lives where the sun doesn’t set, worry, I am only awake at night, She could put the sun to shame, happy, shining outlandishly bright, Never the right guy, just a guy, pained, can’t stand the light Music in the ears every moment, ecstasy, losing my sight I am not feeling anything. I don’t have — read more
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Wham! Bam!
What am I supposed to do? Churn out gold in every post that I write? That is not going to happen. So what I am going to do is allow myself to churn out a pathetic piece of text that you are going to read. This time, it will be bad. This time, you won’t — read more
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This is green, I do want to write but this seat is so soft
This is green and green represents trees Although trees are good but I am better Even though I am alone I do have myself That may not be enough But I do with what I have Seems like a wind is coming A wind calling for change It wants to see me to my bed — read more
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Words
I am sitting here, hoping to write a poem I look for my pen, and find another The words won’t change meaning, I think It’s me who fills meaning into words, not the pen But the words won’t come out, I am stuck I am just tapping my finger on the table Looking at the — read more
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I am numb.
I think I need sleep. But I can’t. I wake up to the sound of alarm, everyday at the same time. Then I can’t get out of bed. It’s so hard. I feel the need to eat. But I don’t want to eat. I am getting weaker by the hour. My vision is getting blurry. — read more
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My Self Assessment
I have been working at my first job for about 2.5 months. They have asked me to fill a self-assessment form. As my brain randomly fires thoughts at moments, I will be writing here what came to my mind but I cannot include in my self-assessment. Performance And Contributions – Key Achievements I achieved Nirvana. — read more
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Totally new post.
So I have nothing to write about. But I have to write something. I think that is the only way to get back on track. I think you should listen to Riptide by Vance Joy. What emotion do I feel right now? Helplessness and loneliness with a hint of sadness. It’s 2:16 AM and I — read more
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Questions
What do I need in life? What do I desire in life? Love? A purpose? To tell you the truth, I have no purpose in life. Some people want to leave the world a better place. That ignites their heart. Not mine, it does nothing to me. I don’t care about the things that don’t — read more
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